Sunday, June 4, 2023
June / H. Cordelia Ray
June
Roses, roses, roses,
Creamy, Fragrant, dewy!
See the rainbow shower!
Was there e'er so sweet a flower?
I'm the rose-nymph June they call me.
Sunset's blush is not more fair
Than the gift of bloom so rare,
Mortal, that I bring to thee!
~~
H. Cordelia Ray (1852-1916)
from Poems, 1910
[Poem is in the public domain worldwide]
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Interesting syllable count per line: 6/6/6/8/8/7/7/7.
ReplyDeleteInspired by H. Cordelia Ray's poem Roes in a Vase...
PLUCK A PETAL
Daisies, daisies, daisies,
Pluck a petal or two.
Does he love me or not,
The daisy will tell me if so?
I am the one flower that speaks,
Speaks for those who cannot speak.
Of a love that can't settle,
"Of course he loves you Petal!"
Cathleen Harvea Guthrie
I revised/rewrote the above previously posted poem... Thank you so much George! I learn so much from your exceedingly well done blog. A wealth of information here that you have passionately compiled. Appreciated greatly! 💟💟💟💟💟💟
ReplyDeletePICK A DAISY PLUCK A PETAL
Daisy, daisy, daisy,
Pluck a petal or two.
"Does he love me or not?"
This picked daisy will tell you true.
I am the one flower who speaks,
Speaks for those who cannot speak
Of a love that can't settle.
"Of course he loves you Petal!"
Cathleen Harvea Guthrie